Checking Every Box

Although I was definitely nervous, I was also so curious, excited, and so aroused that I wouldn’t have stopped for anything.

As a second finger moved inside me, he captured my mouth in a long, sweet kiss. I couldn’t stop my soft moan, and could feel that it made him smile. As he guided just the tip into my tight little opening, I felt a flush of heat through my entire body.

“Easy, baby,” he murmured. “Try to relax.”

As he rocked very slightly, barely a half-inch inside me, he swept my hair out of my eyes, looking at me quite seriously. “Darling, this is an incredible honor for me, that you’re allowing me to be your first.”

I absolutely adored how he was a bit formal sometimes. Just a bit old-fashioned. “I trust you,” I whispered, as I felt him press the first thick inch inside.

Steve’s eyes closed for a second as he took a breath. “I wish I could tell you how perfect you feel, my angel.”

With a little effort, he pressed deeper. The feeling of his thickness stretching my inner walls was incredible. But the feeling of how tender and careful he was opened me on a completely different level.

I’d already clearly seen his feelings for me in his eyes. I realized that I should be the one to speak the words, so he wasn’t afraid to frighten me with them.

“Steve…” I whispered.

He stopped moving immediately. “I’m sorry, baby, is that too much?”

I grazed my hand along the side of his face. “It feels amazing. I just needed to tell you that I love you.”

He exhaled a giant sigh of relief, sinking inside me a tiny bit further. “Heather, sweetheart, I love you so much. I was afraid to say it since I know it’s ridiculously fast.”

“It’s okay,” I smiled. “It’s ridiculously right.”

Then he kissed me. Hard and deep. As he slowly moved deeper, inch after thick inch inside me, it felt like he was overtaking me completely.

“Yes,” I moaned as he began taking long, slow strokes.

Steve leaned back, spreading my pussy lips to show me how we were joined together. I was so relaxed, and he was so gentle, that it hadn’t really hurt. A shudder ran through me as I realized he was all the way inside. The incredible pressure was fascinating.

He leaned forward again, kissing across my forehead, my cheeks as he began to thrust slowly. “We’re going to be this close forever, sweetheart,” he murmured.

“How can anything feel this good?” I gasped. Then his thumb found my clit, circling gently as I moaned and squirmed beneath him.

“That’s it, baby. Just let go for me.”

My fingers dug into the back of his shoulders as my hips rocked up against him. Our slow, smooth rhythm seemed so natural. We were absolutely in sync in every possible way. It felt like the pleasure was building in layers, almost becoming heavy as my focus became unstable.

“Oh God, you feel so perfect, baby,” he murmured as he thrust slowly into my wetness. “I love that you’re so open for me.”

His thick thumb began swirling against my swollen button a bit quicker. “Steve,” I gasped. “I’m going to…”

A bubble of pure pressurized heat welled inside me, as his strokes became deeper and faster. “I love you, baby. Let me feel you.”

Looking into his deep, smiling eyes, something exploded deep inside me. A beautiful wave of pleasure drove through me like a tidal wave as I gasped, helpless, and shaking.

“Heather, sweetheart,” Steve rasped, then I felt his hips jolt slightly, and a strange feeling of heat deep inside me. I moaned again, reveling in the feeling of his pleasure as a long, low groan escaped him.

Then he kissed me softly, deeply, so gently I felt myself starting to tear up from how romantic it felt. He sat up, pulling me with him. “Are you okay, baby?”

I nodded. “Yeah.”

His deep chuckle made my head bounce on his shoulder a little. “I’ve never felt anything like that before,” he sai

d softly, stroking my hair as he held me.

“Mmm,” I nodded.